The Beautiful Game
Watching Brazilian football sorcery, even at the worst of times, is one of the joys of life. To those who are oblivious of this pleasure, let it be simply said that their lives are in need of some enrichment.
Exaggerations aside, it has been a real delight this past couple of weeks to have been able to partake in some of the delicious fare dished out by Ronaldinho, Adriano, Robinho and company in the Confederations Cup. Well, you could pick a member of a Brazilian side at random and not be disappointed by the repertoire of tricks at his disposal. Countries have all had their share of genius, some more than others - but it is the collective Brazilian artistry that elevates them a notch above all else. Pragmatic coaches in recent times have preferred a more cautious style, but the Brazilian game has managed to retain a touch of the Samba. When it comes to sheer natural beauty, Brazilian soccer has only one competition - their women who adorn the stands.
- NK
posted by Queasy Rider at
3:14 AM
3 Comments:
great analogy there, nk.
Have not been able to see much of the Confed either...you know how it is with Indians and cricket! (besides work of course)
i think it is a greater factor of confidence to show those skills on a world stage. I am sure many players have the skills but few have the confidence to take it on in important matches. That is what marks Brazil's play for me.
Ashes (or pre-Ashes), Wimbledon and Confed. Cup all happening at the same time is actually a dream for a sports glutton like me - I just can't get enough thrill out of switching channels back and forth ;)
I do agree with the confidence factor (Anonymous), and obviously it comes from practice and a football culture.
- NK
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